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Love: The Only Thing That's Real
by Dreamofbeing
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A GotenXTrunks Fanfic. Goten goes through lifetimes to discover what he wanted all along was his best friend, Trunks.
Art Source:
https://www.deviantart.com/art/pony-tails-Goten-and-Trunks-sketch-356891413
Art Source:
https://www.deviantart.com/art/pony-tails-Goten-and-Trunks-sketch-356891413
Rape
Chapter 01
The Home of the Briefs: 12:00AMA young purpled haired half saiyan couldn't sleep. His eyes held the light from the fireplace. He sat in the dark, and he leaned his head back against the chair. A sigh escaped his lips, and he turned to see his father before him. He looked away and saw the flames from the fire entrance him. He didn't want to talk to him. He was afraid he would break down, and he learned from an early age that showing emotions made him vulnerable.
Vegeta stood in front of him, waiting for him to speak. He knew he wouldn't, so he decided to talk. He took the chair beside his son's and looked to where his son's gaze was. He knew he was hurting but what he had to say had to be said. He needed to realize that life would go on, and he had to to. "Trunks."
"Father please I just want to be alone."
The coldness in his son's voice surprised him, but he didn't show it. It was the voice he had held so long ago when he was destroying planets. "I understand son, but you need to let it go."
"Let it go. LET IT GO!" He gripped the armrest. "My best friend is dead. I can't let it go."
"Calm down Trunks, you're mother and sister are asleep."
Trunks sighed. "I'm sorry father, but Goten can never come back. The dragon balls have been used so many times. They can't be used again."
Vegeta observed his son closely. It wasn't just that Trunks missed his best friend. There was something more to his pain. Goten meant something more. From the beginning when Kakarott's second child was born, Trunks formed a connection with the boy that seemed unnatural and unheard of. Was it possible that his son-? No Vegeta thought. It couldn't be.
Trunks was curious when his father didn't speak. Of course he knew that his father wasn't much of a talker but when he talked, what he seemed to say was important. "Father."
"Son, you need to get some sleep, and you will eat everything on your plate tomorrow you understand. You're a saiyan for kami's sake. Your body needs the right amount of food to survive."
"Father, what were you thinking about?"
"It doesn't matter now off to bed." Vegeta got up and headed towards the stairs.
"No!" His eyes were full of rage. "You tell me, or I will yell."
He was again surprised about his son's behavior, but he turned towards him. He came back into the room with his face serious, and his eyes unwavering. "Kakarotts's brat, are you in love with him?" Trunks's eyes widened and a blush formed on his face. "Your pain seems more devastating, like you lost a part of yourself."
"I think it's time I went to sleep." Trunks stood up, realizing that when he took a step that he was going down. He felt a pair of arms support his body as they went upstairs.
